What a great childhood I was fortunate enough to have. Lived in the suburbs of Y-town, Public swimming pool, playground and a class B ballpark across the street. My first job, at age 7 was chasing the foul balls that went backwards over the bleachers for $1.00 a night....That paid for entrance to the pool and gas in my mini-bike....30 acres of woods 2 blocks away that we'd all play in...friend and I would ride the mini-bikes there.... After school, and all Summer, parents wouldn't see us except for meals. Great group of friends that I'm still close to today. Went riding up to the cabin with a few of them a couple of weeks back. You just can't replace old friends. I can remember standing at their screen door and calling out their name to come out and play. Did some informal baseball, football and basketball at the park, but was more interested in the woods and what dad was doing in the garage.
Parents took us to the cabin (Same place we just rode to,....same place...new cabin that my brother and I built with Dad in the early 90s)...went at least 3 times every Summer......and yes....I still drink from the stream behind the cabin.....
Thanks for helping me reminisce. Good times.